Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mali and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rosa Yemen,
David Bowie,
EPMD,
Scan 7,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fugs,
Pole,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ice-T,
The Dirtbombs,
a-ha,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Animal Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
The Saints,
Mr. Review,
Susan Cadogan,
Slave,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Schoolly D,
Saccharine Trust,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Soul II Soul,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Darondo,
China Crisis,
Anthony Braxton,
Joe Smooth,
The Evens,
The Dead C,
Mad Mike,
Roy Ayers,
Blossom Toes,
The Fall,
Yazoo,
Amazonics,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
Curtis Mayfield,
Q and Not U,
Rites of Spring,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Y Pants,
James White and The Blacks,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ludus,
Bluetip,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
Zero Boys,
Sun Ra,
Jandek,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.